Rise of the Betrayed wife

a's

yes flew open, and bright lights burned into my vision, white ceili

in a h

ood, and the sharp sting of shattered glass embedded in my skull, b

y ribs so hard I thought it might break through. I looked down at my hands, turning th

as hap

e side of the bed. An IV was attached to my arm, and I ripped i

led from somewhere behind me. "Mrs.

't. I needed to see, and to k

shaky from fright and. The nurse called after me again, but I ign

back at me. It was whole, and unmarked, with no bruises and no cuts. My dark hair fell around my shoulders, clea

wound. No sc

neath me. I felt the cold creeping through my body. I

e creased with concern. "You need to get back in bed. You sprained

ords hit me like a punch

ngers through my hair, bit

scrambling to make sense of it. When had I sprained my ank

hit me....

n the steps, and I'd tripped over them in the dark. I'd spent one night in the hospital

at couldn'

room. My eyes scanned frantically until I found what I w

stared back at me,

fifteenth? This should be

I grabbed the edge of

moved toward me, her hands outstretched.

lutching the fabric desperately. Her eyes widened in surprise. I signed

rly not understan

and signed again, slower this time, more

ed and a little frightened. "It's March fifteenth.

r* I sign

sponded, look

go of her and stepped

time. That wasn't how the world worked. That wasn't possible. But the calenda

I was alive, and I wa

really had gone back-then Sienna and Declan hadn't betrayed me yet. Not publicly, an

and moved instinct

ld make sure I was never alone with Declan durin

that, I could

indifference. The way she'd crumpled the pregnancy results in her fist. The way

have just

My hands curled in

heavy, and were crashing over me like waves, each one pulling me under. Declan's voice echoed in my mind. *I've been enduri

the pain, through the rage building in my chest.

idea what

ed. I looked up, my vision still s

n, holding a bo